Chapter 211. Sorry, Being Rich Really is Impressive

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  "Wait, wait a minute! Why? Why are you stopping me?!"

  "I even posted this cool fight preview on the forum early! If people find out I didn't even make it through the doors of Green Dolphin Studio, won't they ugh me to death?!"

  In a hotel in Japan, just as he had previously decred on the forum, Mista had successfully flown from Italy to Japan.

  Now, he was nothing like the fident, boastful person from the forum.

  Nor did he have the fidence of Pucd the others, who were shouting that they would absolutely film this kind of se, believing they would teach a lesson.

  Instead, Mista looked like the meme of "subway, old man, phone.jpg," staring at the task list in front of him — or rather, the restris handed down by the anization for their as in Japan.

  Of course, under normal circumstances...

  Restris are just that, restris.

  Although they were part of the Italian mafia, they weren't clueless thugs.

  They khe basion sehat they had to obey the ws of other tries while on fn turf. They didn't pn to break the rules either.

  But as long as they weren't caught, wasn't it teically not a crime?

  Mista uood this principle all too well.

  But before he could take any a, the restri cuses arrived...

  And for quite some time ahead, they wouldn't be allowed to move freely.

  Instead, they had to follow their boss and act as his bodyguards!?

  With his pns pletely disrupted, Mista turo his panions for help.

  Then he looked toward Bucciarati, their squad leader and the one who issued the task.

  "Bucciarati, look..."

  "No."

  Before Mista could finish speaking, Bucciarati, who noticed his pleading gaze, rejected him without hesitation. "This is the mission. Our team's job is to protect the boss."

  "Of course I know that, but still... does Giorno really need our prote?"

  Looking around the hotel they were staying in...

  And judging by his experience, Mista could clearly sehe hidden guards stationed around the perimeter of the hotel.

  He holy didn't think there was anything to worry about.

  That was why he wasn't taking the task of proteg Giorno seriously.

  It wasn't that he didn't reize Giorno as their boss or didn't want to protect him for some strange reason.

  It was simply because, uhe plot of "Golden Wind" in Pucci's previous life, this Giorno...

  Though the actors in this parallel world had the same appearand identical personalities as those from Pucci's previous life...

  Like the butterfly effect, a small ge could lead to pletely different outes.

  In this parallel world where Pucci had traveled — a pce without any mysterious powers...

  Giorno, who had gone from being a mafia newbie who hadn't even fully joio pleting his mafia initiation within nine days, defeating the anization's boss, and being the new leader...

  This legendary journey naturally had some small differences from the "Golden Wind" story Pucci had seen in his past life...

  To put it simply, Giorno, with Joestar blood, easily achieved his dream of being a gang superstar, thanks to the overwhelming influend financial power of the SPW Foundation.

  He didn't even cause a ripple!

  He had even expanded beyond Italy and into the world!

  There was even a Passion branch here in Japan, in the Far East.

  The hotel they were staying in was, of course, owned by Passione and protected by its members.

  Now you uand why Mista thought Giorno didn't need prote, right?

  "This doesn't flict with our mission to protect Giorno. Listen up, tomorrow we'll gather here again, so we 't do anything that takes us too far, preventing us from showing up on time. Got it?"

  But obviously, this reasoning wasn't enough to vince Bucciarati.

  And knowing that it wouldn't sway him either, Mista, who respected Bucciarati's serious attitude, could only sigh aantly agree to the order: "Yes, I uand..."

  "Of course, that only means we 't stray too far," Bucciarati added. "If you're fident you return in time, then there's no problem."

  "...?"

  "...!?"

  …

  "So, Mista? Are you going?"

  After instrug Mista and the others, Bucciarati left.

  Just as Mista trusted their captain, Bucciarati also trusted his squad members.

  So, after Bucciarati left, Narancia, another member of the bodyguard squad, eagerly approached, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

  "If yoing, take me with you! I'm super ied in what you're pnning to do!"

  "...No, fet it."

  Faced with this tempting proposal, Mista, after a long moment of ptioantly refused with a pained expression.

  "Eh? Why?!"

  "We 't cause trouble for Bucciarati, and even though there's enough time, all we'd be able to do is scare that bastard Pucci for a bit."

  Mista sighed regretfully. "The sequence of b Bucciarati, bined with the mere reward of sg that bastard Pucci, just isn't worth it~~!"

  "Yeah, yeah, you're right."

  For onarancia wholeheartedly agreed.

  "So, we'll just wait and see if there's another ce."

  Mista pulled out a fully-dive helmet from the hotel, tossing oo Narancia. "In the meantime, let's do what Jotaro did in "Stardust Crusaders": keep a good list of all the debts that bastard Pucci owes us, and we'll settle the score wheime es!"

  Then...

  With this thought in mind, they opehe test episode of "Stardust Crusaders" and were immediately greeted by...

  "Polnareff, ahhhhh——!!!"

  Vanil Ice's shocked scream as he emerged from the dark space.

  "..."

  Wait, this plot... seems off?

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